Slapping Miss Daisy

Gee whiz, Beave. How can i best backslap the rest of your people and slightly exclude you?! Maybe if i say “no offense”.

Growing up I remember using the huge box of crayons with the names you knew someone was overpaid to create (we’re looking at you “orange-yellow”). In that box, the one that always pissed me off was “Flesh”. Especially since my flesh wasn’t “flesh” colored. What were they trying to say? How self-centered do you have to be not to realize the ramifications of labeling one hue “flesh”; dangerous not to just yourself, but your company? Do you not consider how you may be inadvertently offending… oh… say… everyone else? Go find this crayon… if you are around that color, this sermon is for you. Why the “flesh” colored people? Because they are the main perpetrators of the non-compliment. I’m going to use the most recent example in my life but please recognize that “…this type of sh*t happens ev-ery-day!” Read more

Your Boss is Watching: Why am I working…?

So yeh, my boss comes into my office late Friday afternoon and is trying to get my opinion on the best technique to work around some system flaws to do some data migration. After talking to me in circles for about twenty minutes, he turns to me and says “I need you to put on your ‘thinking cap’ for a second” Are you serious? Am I in third grade? It really irks me when people insult my intelligence, intentionally or not. Read more